Best Tenseness Poems

I lie beside you
Trying to keep still
Yet…this need is eating away at me
I sigh
Sure that my desire
Is working its way out of my body
Glowing out through my pores
I’m sure it will hover over you
And entice you with it’s aura
Pulling you awake…
And I wait….
The minutes drag...

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My first memory was of you,
Your arms around around me,
I could not see your face,
Or feel your breath close to me,
But I saw your arms wrapped around my waist,
As if, the thought of me falling made you scared.
And that was it - but I felt...

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Painting in my art studio is a relief to me 
My breathing changes the minute I sit in my chair. 
Facing a field of snow-covered woods, my body calms down 
Tenseness I did not consider all day is released into the vapor. 
Stress and anxiety...

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From our table
We drank
And laughed
Made cutting remarks
Each one of us 
Trying to sound smart.

Ordering another round
Heavy hands rested on the table
Waiting for the night to end.

I saw her dancing by herself
Others noticed her too 
Dancing with her eyes closed
Looking to nowhere in particular
Colored lights played...

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There had been some twists and turns in his life
The rough streets were behind him
He had money in his pocket 
No longer ashamed of himself
He was free to be himself
She was someone he wanted to be with
A listener of his dreams
Paying attention to whatever he...

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felt like i did before thats how i know i missed ya
if i could then i woulda grabbed ya hugged and kissed ya
bachelor for eternity missing the bigger picture
you i barely knew, appearing on every vista
i appreciate the support, but what i need is love
tho...

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It is very rare, but a welcome point,
when absolute silence is found.
No screams or cries, no dogs barking,
no planes, trains or T.V. in the background.

No tick of the clock, no hum of the fridge,
no fans nor lawn mowers running.
No water dripping, no dogs snoring.
No laughter,...

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Bewitchingly and exotically scanning your senses,
Softly altering capturing thoughts engaging memories,
Communicating with your labiums electrifying ferocity,
Soothingly gliding through the entries held secured,
Tenseness eases, with vigor seeking its acceptance,
Sequence executed, mere substance eternally explored,
Passionately coveting and craving, searching onward,
Dismissed interference, grasping for more savoriness....

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There were blizzard warnings.
We scoffed at them. We were young,
and our children had to see their grandparents for Christmas.

No matter what, we were going to get there from Chicago.
Not concerned about the snow, we did not stop even after they closed the interstate.
We had already...

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Richard Vobes, a gentle man with measured tones
Helpful content broadcast to many, inventive mind
Makes often light; on 'you tube' of dark designs palpable as night
Airless, almost we feel, and hear see bad actions 
Observe distrust and fear, documented intentions
Of hostile vein, tenseness in multitudes inherent...

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Revenge of a nation

Sweet revenge for Orestes
For the slaying of his father
Pitied his sullen face
Cold and no longer with us
Killed with vigour
His betraying sword
Sacrifice to Neptune saying
He ran away and left his life blood flower

A generation would not lie 
But vindicate itself with blows
Marching insurrection...

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There is a tenseness in the air this 4th of July
"Has something changed" we ask as we view the world flashing by
"Are we still the nation that our forefathers had hoped for?"
"Are our enemies of our own making or far away on foreign shores?"
The pride...

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This aggrieved papa
of two progeny, (female)
holed himself in a
rigorously fortified fail
safe impregnable invisible monastery
barely room enough to exhale

decades before their conception,
when I hapt tubby
more hearty and hale,
though robust health a blessing -
this haint no rumored tattletail
inherited, aye oft womb min

eight if my embryonic stage
awaken as...

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walking down the street
driving in the car
riding on the train
flying on the plane
an eye for more than just
the routine comes about
like a pleasant smelling incense 
filling the room &
suddenly the carnivorous within
makes sense of its surroundings---
the eyes change & 
the carnal lust kicks in---
tracing the...

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For our freedom

My world is dying
Death becomes her
Or suits her

Her? What machismo is this?
The fake masculinity that rises from
Their system of profit

It is changing
From male bosses
To male bosses and some women
An equal opportunity that keeps ravaging us
As workers, women and men
In the name of more...

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